To Love a Scottish Lord: Book Four of the Highland Lords

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A Lord Not Meant to Marry

Hamish MacRae, a changed man, returned to his beloved Scotland intending to turn his back on the world. The proud, brooding lord wants nothing more than to be left alone, but an unwanted visitor to his lonely castle has defied his wishes. While it is true that this healer, Mary Gilly, is a beauty beyond compare, it will take more than her miraculous potions to soothe his wounded spirit. But Mary's tender heart is ...

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Overview

A Lord Not Meant to Marry

Hamish MacRae, a changed man, returned to his beloved Scotland intending to turn his back on the world. The proud, brooding lord wants nothing more than to be left alone, but an unwanted visitor to his lonely castle has defied his wishes. While it is true that this healer, Mary Gilly, is a beauty beyond compare, it will take more than her miraculous potions to soothe his wounded spirit. But Mary's tender heart is slowly melting Hamish's frozen one . . . awakening a burning need to keep her with him -- forever.

A Lady Who Dares Not Love

Never before has Mary felt such an attraction to a man! The mysterious Hamish MacRae is strong and commanding, with a face and form so handsome it makes Mary tremble with wanting him. Already shadowy forces are coming closer, heartless whispers and cruel rumors abound, and it will take a love more pure and powerful than any other to divine the truth -- and promise a future neither had dreamed possible.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780380821068
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 7/29/2003
  • Series: Highland Lords Series , #4
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 543,194
  • Product dimensions: 4.18 (w) x 6.75 (h) x 0.96 (d)

Meet the Author

Karen Ranney is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of dozens of historical romances, most of them set in Scotland. Her first published work was “The Maple Leaf,” read over the school intercom when she was in the first grade. In addition to wanting to be a violinist, she also wanted to be a lawyer, a teacher, and most of all a writer. Though the violin was discarded early, she still admits to a fascination with the law, and she volunteers as a teacher when needed. Writing, however, remains the overwhelming love of her life.

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First Chapter

Chapter One

"Tell me about my patient," Mary Gilly said. "When we were boys, I called him Hammer," Brendan said, glancing over at her and then away as if afraid to witness her response to his words.

"Hammer?" Mary asked. "A rather fearsome name."

Brendan smiled, an appealing expression she'd thought when she'd first viewed it. Now, however, she was well aware that the man was actively attempting to charm her.

"As a boy he had a head as hard as iron. He used to butt me in the stomach whenever he didn't like what I had to say, which was most of the time. I started calling him Hammer then."

"I'm more interested in him as a man," she said.

"I no longer call him Hammer, of course. It would be foolish to call a man over thirty by his boyhood name. Yet I've been known to do something daft now and then." He glanced at her again, and Mary couldn't help but wonder if he was thinking that bringing her here was one of those foolish acts.

She was having the same doubts.

He was the brother of Alisdair MacRae of Gilmuir, a long-time customer of her husband's. Had it not been for the fact that she'd known Alisdair and his wife, Iseabal, a number of years, she wouldn't have considered leaving Inverness with Brendan. Now, however, she doubted the wisdom of that decision.

Mary stared straight ahead, deliberately concentrating on the mane between her horse's ears. She and her long-suffering mare were both feeling the effects of this journey. They'd been pelted by rains all day. At first, the roads were not only passable, but very good. In the afternoon, however, they'd turned off the main thoroughfare and were now following a meandering course beside the loch. This path was rutted and muddy, their pace slow to allow the full wagon behind them to catch up from time to time.

"Don't be surprised by his appearance, Angel."

She glanced at him, irritated. "Please, do not call me by that name."

"It's what everyone in Inverness calls you." There was that charming smile again.

"Not everyone," she countered.

"Enough."

"Just because people repeat something doesn't mean it's right or proper." She looked at him, willing him to understand. "I do not want you to think that I'm capable of miracles. I can't guarantee to help your brother," she said, compelled to offer him the truth. "His injuries may be too far advanced for my limited skills."

"He may be too far for anyone's," Brendan said glumly.

"It's been nearly a month since you've last seen him?" Another question trembled on her lips. Finally, she forced herself to speak it. "Are you certain he's still alive?"

"Of course he is." But his lips thinned, and his expression made her wonder if he were as optimistic as he sounded.

The farther west they traveled, the more barren and desolate the landscape became. To their left was the loch and beyond, the sea. On the right were stark mountains even now dusted with snow. The lowering skies tinted everything somber and gray, the color of sadness.

She smoothed her hand over the medicine case on the saddle in front of her. The case was a talisman of sorts, and her stroking a habit. The leather was worn smooth where her fingers had caressed it beneath the handle so many times before when she was nervous or simply waiting.

Patience was a requirement in healing, she'd discovered. She must wait for a patient to improve, for a medicine to work, for a fever to break. Sometimes, the outlook was good. At other times, it was not, and Death swooped in, black garbed and cackling, to steal the ill from her grasp.

"You mustn't be surprised at his appearance," Brendan said. It was the second time he'd made the comment, as if he were afraid she'd exclaim aloud or recoil in aversion upon meeting her new patient.

Otherwise, he'd been remarkably reticent about his brother's injuries. She, in her pride and foolishness, had been in a rush to be of assistance, not asking all the questions she should have prior to leaving Inverness.

"I've seen many grievous things, Brendan," she assured him quietly.

"India changed him. He's not as he was."

"People who've always been healthy often react with anger to sudden illness. They don't expect their bodies to betray them."

"He's not angry," he said and then looked away, as if uncertain whether to continue. "Perhaps resigned," he added after a moment. "He seems to simply accept whatever happens to him, almost as if he's ready for the worst. It's not like Hamish."

"It could be a symptom of his illness," she told him, familiar with such behavior in her patients. "Even the healthiest man will have the doldrums if he's been laid low."

He nodded but said nothing further.

Her hands were chilled beneath her leather gloves, and Mary felt as though she had never been warm or dry. The wind whistled out of the north, flattening the horse's mane. A gust traveled beneath her voluminous red cloak, lingering at her ankles. She held herself tight, elbows pressed against her sides, chin erect.

"We'll be there shortly," Mary said. It was not a question, rather a hope voiced in a statement. Brendan, however, did not dispute it, remaining silent.

He reminded her, oddly, of her late husband's apprentice, Charles. Brendan was a more attractive man, with an open countenance and a face that encouraged an answering smile. His hazel eyes were earnest; his brown hair had a habit of falling over his brow boyishly ...

To Love a Scottish Lord. Copyright © by Karen Ranney. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 13, 2003

    Best of the series!

    Great chemistry between Hamish MacRae and Mary Gilly. Mary is a healer who needs a little healing of her own and together, they compliment one another very nicely. There's not 300 pages of angst either, which was refreshing!! Hot, hot, hot!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 19, 2013

    DON'T WASTE YOUR MONEY!!

    I have been struggling with reading this book for days and I'm a voracious reader, this book is so boring. I understand that it is part of series, but you could NOT pay me to read the rest of the books. It moves too slow and I assume that is because the author needed filler pages so it wouldn't seem like a novella. I wish it was a novella so I could be done with it! Its about 275 pages of worthless writing.

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  • Posted June 6, 2011

    Awesome

    Many twists and turns. Read it in in day....couldn't put the book down .

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    Awesome

    Couldn't put it down.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 27, 2003

    thought it would be better

    it was OK............

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